❝Sach ya Jhooth?❞ ❝Saazish.❞ ➭ In which, you don't know if you want to kiss him or k!ll him. ©whereissanz

After her abusive husband is murdered during the Lyari gang war, Zareya expects freedom but becomes trapped in a far more dangerous nightmare. Alone, vulnerable, and surrounded by men waiting to take advantage of her, she finds herself under the protection of the one man she fears most: Uzair Baloch, the ruthless new Sher-e-Baloch who killed her husband with his own hands. But as his protection slowly turns into obsession, Zareya realizes the most dangerous thing in Lyari is not the gang war around them - it's the way Uzair looks at her.

What happens when fate brings together the two spies who had resigned themselves to long for the other for the rest of their lives? When a marriage arranged by sheer chance allows them to finally give in to the obsession they had hidden from all else? Seye took the place of a dead tycoon's daughter to come home and infiltrate the underworld from its very roots. Hamza has spent years solidifying his presence as the undisputed king of the underworld and he cannot let his obsession ruin all of his hard work. And yet, now they will be married.

She came to infiltrate a criminal empire. She never expected to fall into its center. Ayesha is an undercover spy embedded deep inside Rehman Dakait's inner circle-hidden behind the identity of a gifted medical student. Every step she takes is calculated. Every emotion is controlled. Until Hamza appears. He watches too closely. Asks too many questions. And sees too much behind her silence. Their connection is instant. Their trust is impossible. Because in this world, love is the easiest way to get caught.

𝘈 𝘋𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘩𝘢𝘳 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 She woke up on cold concrete. No memories. No voice. No name. One moment, she was a nineteen-year-old girl in 2025 Tamil Nadu. Next, she was bleeding in a dark alley in 2005 Karachi, with no idea how she got there or who she even was. She must learn to survive in a world of violence, politics, and dangerous men. But something is wrong. Not just with her missing memories. Something deeper. Something darker. A feeling she can't shake. A dread that wakes her at night. Flashes of things that haven't happened yet. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵. And time is running out. The problem? She's voiceless, nameless, and trapped in a house full of secrets. And then there's Hamza. The man with dark eyes and darker secrets. The one who watches her like she matters. The one who whispers: "You rise from darkness. You bloom anyway." He speaks as if he loves her. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. What she doesn't know: ↳ Hamza isn't who he claims to be ↳ His marriage is part of a dangerous game ↳ The lies he tells might be the only thing keeping her alive What he doesn't know: ↳ She's not from this time ↳ Her nightmares are warnings ↳ Some fires can't be controlled once lit In a world of spies and gangsters, where loyalties shift like sand, and love is just another weapon. She can't save everyone. But she can make them pay.

two spies. two lies. that were never supposed to entwine. an attraction that was never supposed to exist. the quiet lanes of lyari, home to both anayat and hamza - hides secrets they chase a common mission, unknowingly, in their own worlds, until they collided. pretending their hearts aren't involved. but somewhere between late nights, fake stories, guilty glances and unspoken care... the line between duty and love begins to blur. and in a world where trust can get you killed falling in love might be the most dangerous mission of all. hamza ali mazari x fem oc